Let's clear up some misconceptions about being

depressed.

It's not too outlandish an idea to reconginze that

getting better

cannot be equated with

therapy.

Depression is a hunger for something lost or

missing.

What are you really doing

up at 3 in the morning

crying alone in an empty room?

Searching, craving

not something better, but anything.

A person so deprived, so lacking, will take

anything.

If you're not there for your friend in their worst state,

who will be?

What will be?

If they can't trust you with their pain,

why would they trust

a stranger?